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Unalive
R&B/Soul
Unalive è stato pubblicato il 20 marzo 2026 da D.A.S. Entertainment Inc. come parte dell'album KC
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AlbumKC
Data di uscita20 marzo 2026
EtichettaD.A.S. Entertainment Inc.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM82

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blaq
Blaq
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Sansberry
Kevin Sansberry
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kevin Sansberry
Kevin Sansberry
Producer

Testi

Man, look around, the whole world flipped upside down
Back in my KC, ATL, Vegas days we handled things different
Talked it out or knuckled up if we had to
Nobody was trying to unalive each other over nothing
These young ones quick to throw lives away like coupons
Turn me up
Pull up to the block, it don’t feel the same no more
Whole city on edge, youngins quick to up the score
Used to settle problems like men, take it out on the floor
Now they grab sticks before they even reach the door
Kansas City nights, slapbox was enough
Now they shooting just to prove that they tough
No hands, no pride, no backbone, no principle
Everybody gang till it’s real, now they spiritual
Mamas crying over babies that ain’t grown
Opps sliding on opps over something said on phones
We used to fight it out, shake hands, leave it alone
Now they celebrate death like trophies to be shown
These young ones chasing bodies
Not money, not growth, no dreams, no hobbies
Trauma in their veins like they born with a hobby
Ending souls, man the world feeling sloppy
Atlanta taught patience but these young ones got none
See an opp, first thought is go get a gun
Back then if you had hands you already won
Now funerals the only time whole families come
Dying over women, pride, social media lies
Colors on shirts, hood lines, sides
They don’t want to heal, they just want to slide
Allergic to advice, they’d rather go die
Youngin breathe first, think first
Life ain’t a video game, no rebirth
This ain’t a movie, this ain’t a skit
You can’t rewind once that trigger get hit
Vegas nights where the strip shine bright
But the shadows where the danger live right
Flexing guns like jewelry or hype
But there’s no shine in the coffin when you lose your life
We used to brawl behind clubs, then dap it up
Next day hooping at the park, nobody mad at us
Now one argument turn funerals, candles up
Streets full of pain cause nobody man enough
If you hearing this young one listen close to Blaq
Ain’t no future in violence, ain’t no glory in that
You kill him, you kill yourself, your soul don’t come back
All you doing is leaving families dressed in black
I ain’t judging nobody, I’ve seen all sides
Kansas City, Atlanta, Vegas, real life
But this unalive culture ain’t nothing cool about it
Talk it out, knuckle up, walk away from it
Stop taking each other off this earth
We all we got
Blaq Out
Written by: Kevin Sansberry
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